"Di Tian... is he about to fight for his life?"
Watching Beast God Di Tian, who looked like a loach before Yang Ming's Pangu Giant-like form, burst into flames, Zi JI's beautiful eyes, clear as autumn waters, flickered with complicated emotions. Unease stirred in her heart.
As a member of the Dragon Clan, Zi JI could tell at a glance that Di Tian was using a secret technique of their clan to awaken his bloodline in exchange for immense power.
And as a direct descendant of the Dragon God, Beast God Di Tian possessed a bloodline far richer and purer than that of ordinary dragons, allowing him to unleash exceptionally powerful strength.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Amid dragon roars mingling pain and joy, pitch-black flames burned across Beast God Di Tian's enormous black dragon body. His massive draconic face was shrouded in black flame, hideous as a black dragon bent on destroying the world!
Then those flames transformed into arrows and shot toward the despair-inducing figure before him.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"
Every arrow of pitch-black flame seemed capable of piercing a hole through the heavens, carrying astonishing power. Their overwhelming momentum bore the weight of crushing all living beings; a single glance made it seem as though a natural disaster had descended.
Intense black light burst forth, streaking across the sky like meteors trailing long tails. Wherever it passed, the surrounding space visibly collapsed, black fissures appearing one after another. Then a long spatial rift split open and continued to widen, seemingly forming an enormous black hole. Everything around it, including light, was swallowed and became part of the black hole's power.
In the end, almost all those arrows of pitch-black flame became nourishment for the black hole's expansion.
Thus, a spatial rift unlike any ever seen before